Thursday, March 16, 2017

running late

there is somewhere
that I need
to be.
a place where someone
waits.
where they look
at a clock
and out the window,
watching
for my arrival.
it's nice
to wanted and waited
for.
it hasn't always been
that way,
or will be
in the future,
but for now.
i'm on my way, just
running late,
as usual.

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